With so many traces left behind, it was easy for the old man to find out something.
"What is your relationship with this woman now?" The old man's voice turned cold.
"She's someone I need to protect," Jeffrey replied lazily. "So, don't touch her."
"Don't forget how your father died!" The old man's voice suddenly rose. "Do you want to follow in his footsteps?"
Jeffrey's face darkened instantly. His father's death was a taboo subject for him.
"I haven't forgotten," Jeffrey said coldly. "Grandpa, I'm not my father. I won't lose everything for a woman, so you don't need to worry!"
He ended the call with a sigh.
Old Master Gray stared at the phone in his hand for a long moment before handing it to the nurse beside him.
"Don't worry," they said. If only it were that simple. Sometimes, ignorance is the most dangerous thing, just like his son had once told him, "Dad, I won't forget my responsibilities to the Gray Family for a woman."
